Welcome back, music lovers. It’s Wednesday somewhere, yeah? I have another hectic week that is only half behind me So it goes anymore.
I promised some themed diaries, and will start out with ABBA, as I know at least one of the frogpond’s regulars has expressed interest in them in the past – and used to post videos no less!
Let me start with what I think might be their last hit, and one from the early 1980s (which seems to be my go-to decade):
Like a lot of hit makers from the 1970s, I think the early 1980s was a bit of a struggle for ABBA, but they seemed to be getting the hang of the first part of that decade and probably would have done fine if they could have figured out a way to work together. If you are going to end, do so on a good note. I think they at least managed that.
The Winner Takes it All.
This track was used in the scene where Troy fights zombies to crank up the room temperature in a Halloween episode of Community.
This track was used on the same Community Halloween episode. I just loved that the whole episode soundtrack was songs by ABBA mixed with Dean Pelton’s various audio notes to himself. Fun stuff. And the whole soundtrack worked with the scenes in that episode. Usually I peg Dan Harmon as more of an ’80s guy, but he does surprise from time to time.
Back in 1976 and 1977, you could not go to a roller skating rink without hearing this song at least once.
This might be a good way to end tonight. If I have time I will post more tomorrow. I have a lot of family business over the next few days. Circle of life stuff. Can’t be avoided. Thankfully memories are very much intact, and they are pleasant ones indeed.
The cafe and bar are always open. Pull up a chair. Set a spell.
To go with the Swedish theme, I am mixing and pouring Swedish Fish Mojito.
I knew you’d come through.
Not sure if I will get to post much in the way of videos this weekend. I am out of town for a memorial service for a deceased family member. Circle of life stuff. Got reminded of some memorable moments this evening. The older I get, the more I realize just how fortunate I was growing up. I hope the younger among us realize that those who have a good deal of life experience often have much to offer. I think we forget that far too often. Who knows – maybe I tried to communicate something, somewhat subtly, with this series of diaries.